Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic guitars. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, keyboards. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums. 
Mariana Lebre Torres – background vocals.

I’ve got tea for two
In my UFO
And I come in peace
Please take me to your leader.

I am not a fool
But I feel so new
Discovering you
Discovering you.

I tried apple pie
For the very first time
And I kissed a girl
A love so out of this world.

I am not a fool
But I feel so new
Discovering you
Discovering you.

You’re the only one on planet earth (6X)
Big and blue.

I am not a fool
But I feel so new
Discovering you
Discovering you.

I am petrified
I must stay by your side
My lungs can’t breathe the air
My heart doesn’t care.

I am not a fool
But I feel so new
Discovering you
Discovering you.

Written by Aaron Flanders, Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Welcome Home!

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic tenor guitar, electric guitars.
Miguel Sá Pessoa –keyboards. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

We are young with impossible dreams,
we're married to midnight.
We sail our souls through a drunken stream,
get buried in bright lights.

I want a reaction from you.

You think I'm ugly,
I think you're plain,
we push and shove.
Just two lost souls 
with boiled up brains,
in the age of bad love.

Talk to me
even if I don't know
what to say,
even if I don't know what I'm doing.

Open up those pearly gates
let the light shine in.
You tear my heart out,
save the day,
and we'll just be friends.

We got too much world
and nothing to say,
we are vicious passion.
We tell each other it's okay
‘cause bad love's in fashion.

Written by Aaron Flanders, Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Bad Love

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic guitar. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, melodica. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

Getting lost in daytime TV
Songs from the second floor
Whispering through the screen.

The gameshow host is selling me a dream
I hear the wild youth
Dancing in the streets.

I stood there as a clown
On the day my business burned down
Tell me now love, who’s praying for me?

We’re at war with the next apartment block
Now that the editors
Have failed to reach their flock.

A flag is raised like a vicious howling tooth
We’re writing poetry
Up there on the roof.

I stood as a used-up slave
On the day she went away
Tell me now love, who’s praying for us?

I fought for the empire’s ways
Now I'm old and tired and I've got no one to pick me up
Wherever you are I hope that you’ve stopped
Watching daytime TV. 

Written by Aaron Flanders, Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Daytime TV

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic and electric guitars. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, keyboards, melodica. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

I'm tired of gold dust,
I'm looking for something more.
A meaning in the eye or a certain sign,
held up in the palm of a little rhyme.
I might feel worthless days but days like feelings come and go
all I know
is that I'm tired of gold dust.

All the famous words
and bright bold lines
held up like temples.
You held my mind,
let go,
and try to find an answer to what nobody knows.

You got me high and strange
and your magic is to blame.

I'm feeling like an old man
though I can leap on to any of your ideas.
I'm singing the back up chorus,
It's like I haven't felt this way for years.

I want to make my heart like it was
open to fear and open to love.
Living in gold dust,
living in lights,
everyone knows that the tragedy lies in between.

You got me high and strange, 
and your magic is to blame.

My body is broken my heart is all in 
giving up easy is just like a win,
if winning means,
let go of your consciousness
let go of what really is us.
I am tired of gold dust
tired of gold dust.

You're sitting like an angel
twisted beautiful and strange,
but I can't live like this anymore,
and your magic is to blame.

Written by Aaron Flanders, Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Your Magic Is To Blame

Written by Ian Scott Anderson (© BMG Monarch).

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic and electric guitars, tambourine. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

Meanwhile back in the year one 
When you belonged to no one 
You didn't stand a chance, son
 If your pants were undone.

'Cause you were bred, for humanity 
And sold to society 
One day you'll wake up, 
in the present day 
A million generations 
removed from expectations 
Of being who you really want to be.

Skating away, skating away, skating away 
On the thin ice of the new day.

So as you push off from the shore ,
Won't you turn your head once more ,
And make your peace with everyone.
For those who choose to stay,
 Will live just one more day ,
To do the things they should've done.

 And as you cross the wilderness 
Spinning in your emptiness 
If you have to, pray
Looking for a sign, that the universal mind
 Has written you into the passion play.

Skating away, skating away, skating away 
On the thin ice of the new day.

And as you cross the circle line
 Well, the ice wall creaks behind ,
You're a rabbit on the run .
And the silver splinters fly 
In the corner of your eye 
Shining in the setting sun.

 Well, do you ever get the feeling 
That the story's too damn real 
And in the present tense?
 Or that everybody's on the stage
 And it seems like you're the only
 Person sitting in the audience?

Skating away, skating away, skating away
 On the thin ice of the new day
Skating away, skating away, skating away.

Written by Ian Scott Anderson (© BMG Monarch).
℗ 2023 - Adraela Records.

Skating Away (On the Thin Ice of the New Day)

Kris Skovmand – acoustic guitar, percussion, harmonica. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic guitar.
Miguel Sá Pessoa – keyboards. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Erica Leigh – background vocals.


To the bar at midnight,
Susan’s my right hand.
I’m all the water in Mexico,
And she is the sand.

And I didn’t mean to hurt you,
But I gotta be what I am,
The truth is there’s just not enough time,
In the history of man.

So bring out your priest,
Bring out your book,
Put me down on my knees.
Take me down to the river,
And dunk me in the water
If you think it might help me please.

But there’s no way that God can save me now,
There’s nothing that God will do.
There’s no way that God will save me now,
There’s nothing that God will do for me now.

The first one comes out hungry,
The second one meets the day,
The third one feels that nobody loves him,
And the fourth one finds a way.

And to my sons I’m sorry,
Come see me when you’re grown.
Pull on my beard, and punch me in the belly,
And tell me how much you own.

And bring out your priest,
Bring out your book,
Put me down on my knees.
Take me down to the river
And drown me in the water
If you think you might find some peace.

But there’s no way that God will save you now,
There’s nothing that God will do.
There’s no way that God will save you now,
There’s nothing that God will do for you now.

I was once 9 years old,
I was once 13.
I was once 21,
And once I had a dream.

All the people that I know,
Look like animals to me.
Some are sheep, and some are wolves,
And some are hardly free.

So bring out your priest,
Bring out your book,
Put me up on your knee.
Down to the river,
Float me in the water,
If you think it might help me see.

But there’s no way that God will save us now,
There’s nothing that God will do.
There’s no way that God will save us now,
There’s nothing that God will do for us now.


Written by: Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Aaron Flanders, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Bring Out Your Book

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic, acoustic slide guitars. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, keyboards. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

I guess the time has come
Looking in
In from the outside.
You can say what you want, 
Time will tell
If you are right.
I won’t settle for you
I won’t bend
And I won’t break.
Just because I’m wrong
Doesn’t mean
That you are right.

We won’t mourn
And we won’t beg
Hold to our truths
And fight instead
Hold on
Hold on to your core
To the ones you love
Then love some more.

Fight on
Fight for what you know
Fight for the children
Don’t let that go.
Don’t stop
Let them hear you
Sing your voice so loud and true.

You say you don’t mean it all
But you say
That you can live with it
What does that say to me?
That you don’t 
Don’t see the crazy in it?
Yet you still know it’s true
You can’t pretend
That you don’t see the hate.
I don’t care what you say
I only
Care what you do.

We won’t mourn
And we won’t beg
Hold to our truths
And fight instead.

Hold on
Hold on to our core
To the ones we love
Then love some more

Fight on
Fight for what we know
Fight for the children
Don’t let that go.

Don’t stop
Let them hear us
Sing our voice
So loud and true.

But it’s a scary new world
And a lonely new night.
And I can barely breathe 
So bewildered by you.

Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you feel.
I still don’t understand
Oh It just doesn’t seem real.

Don’t stop
Let them hear you
Sing your voice
So loud and true.

Written by Aaron Flanders - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

In From The Outside

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic guitar. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, melodica. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

I know
It’s bold
Sex and lies make it snow
a burning house behind us.
I pray too slow
Where did all the old gods go?
Heartbreaking angels and violence.

And I finally know,
I can’t forget about you
without losing my mind.

I couldn’t make a stand
I couldn’t walk away
I couldn’t fight the beast
I could never, I could never stay
couldn’t kill or die
I couldn’t if I wanted to.

Too much
isn’t it?
Too much trouble in it
Too much trouble to dance with you.
We’re so unknown
Crying out in the fall of Rome.
You take my heart with you.

And I finally know,
I can’t dream about you
without losing my mind.

Don’t feel bad when the well runs dry.
Don’t feel sad because you tried.
I can tell that we will find,
another golden heart.

Written by Aaron Flanders, Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Angels And Violence

Kris Skovmand – vocals, acoustic guitar. 
Aaron Flanders – electric guitar. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, percussion. 
Dan Fox – upright bass.

Garden witch,
My color for you is blue.
I’ll give anything for the muse.
It’s a shady quality
That keeps me hungry for
Everything that I could lose. 

Your apple’s on the table
Can you tell me what’s in store?
Draw a card, read my palm, spin the bottle put lightning in a jar
What did you come back for?

You know
There’s fate in innocence.
I trust nobody but my nose,
To tell me what I’m not supposed to.
I don’t even go out no more.
Every time I do it’s just a storm.
How come every part of me is still unwritten and torn?
And tell me now what did you come back for?

They all have purple hearts,
And dry white hands.
I forget the feeling of fire in the sand.
Do not call because I won’t pick up the phone.
I’m in a conversation on my own.

You know 
I’ve been through decadence.
I trust nobody but my song,
To tell me what is right or wrong.
I don’t even go out no more.
Every time I do it’s just a storm.
How come every part of me is still unwritten and torn?
And tell me now what did you come back for?

Written by Kristoffer Benton Skovmand, Aaron Flanders, Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

What Did You Come Back For?

Kris Skovmand – vocals. 
Aaron Flanders – acoustic guitar, guitar-banjo. 
Miguel Sá Pessoa – piano, keyboards. 
Fernando Huergo – bass. 
Luis Barros – drums.

Everybody has some times when the world stops giving.
And sometimes your dreams might not come true, for a while.

But don’t stop now
Even though I know it hurts.
Please forge ahead
Your whole life’s in front of you.

Take a look at where you’ve already traveled.
And please don’t forget you’ve come so far.
Hold onto your dreams, cause you never know.
They just might still come true, if you believe.

But don’t stop now
Even though I know it hurts.
Just forge ahead
Your whole life’s in front of you.

Just pick up the pieces
And keep moving ahead.
Don’t ever stop believing
And just try to keep

Pushing on, on, on
Pushing on, on, on
Pushing on, on, on
Pushing on, on, on

Now everybody has some pain that just never gets better.
And everybody carries that pain around, in their heart, for a while.

So don’t stop now
Even though I know it hurts.
Just forge ahead
Your whole life’s in front of you.

Just pick up the pieces
And keep moving ahead.
Don’t ever stop believing
And just try to keep

Pushing on, on, on . . .

Written by Aaron Flanders - (Adraela Music, BMI)
© ℗ 2023 - Adraela Records

Pushing On

The Burnt Pines are:

Kris Skovmand - vocals, acoustic guitar, percussion, harmonica.
Aaron Flanders - acoustic and electric guitars, guitar-banjo, harmonica, tambourine.
Miguel Sá Pessoa - piano, keyboards, melodica.
Fernando Huergo - 5-string electric bass.
Luis Barros - drums, percussion.

Dan Fox - double bass on "Outside of Us", "Only In the Soul", "What Did You Come Back For?".
Erica Leigh - background vocals on "Bring Out Your Book".
Mariana Lebre Torres - background vocals on "Welcome Home!". 
Joe Cunningham - tenor sax on "The Ghost Living In My Beer".

All songs written, arranged and produced by Aaron Flanders,  Kristoffer Benton Skovmand and Miguel Pereira de Sá Pessoa  (Adraela Music, BMI), except "Skating Away (On the Thin Ice of the New Day)" written by Ian Scott Anderson (© BMG Monarch).

Recorded at Brookline Hills Studio, Brookline, MA and Bairro Up Studios, Lisbon, Portugal by Aaron Flanders and Miguel Sá Pessoa.

All songs mixed and mastered by Miguel Sá Pessoa at Bairro Up Studios, Lisbon, Portugal.

© ℗ 2021 ("THE BURNT PINES") and 2023 ("THE BURNT PINES - Don't Look Down") - © Adraela Music, BMI, ℗ Adraela Records.